Testo I'm Going Home

I´m Going HomeBy Frank Peter HermsenI´m naked, desperate, coldSick of the lies that I´ve been toldAlone with my soulWalking through a deep black holeI walk through a sea of autumn leavesIn the orange light of a misty breezeToo cold to sweat too warm to freezeIn the company of those deceasedHomeGoing homeI walked across the countryI´ve travelled all aroundMy eyes always kept to my feet on the groundSearched for philosophyLost my libertyFar away but still aloneI´ve ran away just to come homeRain pours through my dirty skinWashes my faith from my eternal sinSo lonely on my way homeI´ve crossed the land to be aloneI´ve seen things that made me cryI´ve heard too many desperate liesI´ve passed the point of no returnIn darkness with no torch to burnWith no torch to burnI walked across...Finally I reach the good old wallsWhile in my heart a child-voice callsI cry, I thank god and knockJust to realize sadly and shockedThat the doorIs lockedI walked across....